Your head turned from left to right to left to right over and over again, as your eyes followed your new adoptive father, who was running all around the house looking for random items he had left on the kitchen table and had forgotten about them.
"Car keys! Wallet!" he kept yelling, one hand clutching his hat, the other juggling a coat, a stack of papers, and a mug which was meant to hold the coffee he had spilled in his rush.
You glanced at the car keys on the kitchen counter before scooping another spoonful of cereal into your mouth. Grim sat on the table near your bowl, chugging on the milk straight from the container.
"You done with breakfast?" Crowley appeared in front of you in a flash, crow mask askew.
You swallowed, opening your mouth to respond only to be interrupted before you could get a word out.
"Splendid! Let's get going!" And he rushed out of the house.
You shoveled the last few spoonfuls into your mouth and downed the milk from your bowl. Snatching Grim from the scruff of his neck as he yelped and dropped the carton of milk, spilling it everywhere.
Ignoring the mess, you grabbed your backpack and rushed after your adoptive father, not wanting him to leave without you the same way he did right after adopting you. He had forgotten you at the Adoption Agency a few minutes after signing the paperwork to be your legal guardian.
Good thing you had Grim with you to sniff out where he went, and arrived at his place, where he had left the door wide open. You did not want to be taken away, regardless of how irresponsible your new parent was, or how he treated you as a dog by trying to win you over with snacks if you are being too stubborn (which unfortunately, worked on both you and Grim.)
In the car, you and Grim sat at the back, since the passenger seat was claimed by Crowley's paperwork. You hurriedly fastened your and Grim's seatbelts, bracing yourselves as he drove off like a madman.
Even at the age of six, you knew this guy shouldn't own a license. How on earth did he pass a driving test?
Grim was already snoring when Crowley reached to the seat next to him and plucked a sheet of paper, handing it to you.
"These are the lists of your teachers and classmates."
You stared at all the names for a few moments, then looked up at him. "Why are they all boys?"
"Well that's a silly question," he said, taking a sharp turn, making you slide against the door and Grim against you. The direbeast jolted awake. "It's an all-boys school after all."
Another sharp turn.
"CAN YOU DRIVE LIKE A NORMAL PERSON?!" Grim yowled as Crowley steadied the wheel, the road finally straight.
You looked at the paper then back at Crowley, tilting your head in confusion. "But I'm a girl."
Crowley's head snapped to look back at you causing your heart to jump with him not looking where he's driving.
"EYES ON THE ROAD, MISTER!!" Grim continued loudly.
Crowley snapped back to the front window. "Right, right— of course you are—" he muttered to himself. "Thats alright— Oh, I haven't thought this through..."
You didn't have any high expectations for Crowley ever since you first met him, but boy was he worse than expected.
"Oh! Did I ever tell you that I'm the headmaster of the school?"
You nodded. "Dozens of times."
"Ah— ahem— I see."
"Yeah, you never shut up about how 'great of a headmaster' you are!" Grim said in annoyance. "It's all you've ever talked about since we first moved in last week."
"Must've slipped my mind!" Crowley chuckled, reaching for his phone.
You sighed with a frown. Will they allow you to join the school because you're now the Principal's daughter? Even if it was an all-boys school?
Are the teachers just as bad as the principal?
Welp— You were about to find out.
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You followed Crowley past the kids running around the playground and into the school building. Lilia who was in an apron covered in tiny red and green hand prints of dried paint stepped out to greet you, crouching (not much though) to your level to ask for your name.
The headmaster explained that you were his daugh—ahem— kid. And while Sam was registering you into a class, Lilia turned to the principal.
"She is quite smart~"
"Yes, she is!"
"..." Lilia smirked at Crowley's stupidity.
The principal paused. Sevens, damn him.
Lilia shrugged it off. It was his school after all— or at least, his boss's school. The girl was already enrolled and (accidentally) accepted due to some technical issues in their school system.
"I'll just need to fill out a small form about her health. Any conditions I should know of? Allergies? Attention issues? Perhaps... autism?"
"None whatsoever! Healthy as a hippogriff!"
"You sure?" Lilia glanced at the window behind Crowley. Through it, he could see you weren't by the desk anymore. Somehow, in the span of twenty seconds, you'd wandered onto the playground and flopped belly-down across a swing, staring at the ground. Grim sat on your back like a loaf of bread.
Crowley was now sweating. How was he supposed to know? Sure, he had your file, but he wasn't actually expected to read the whole thing? As long as you don't die from allergies, it's all good, right?
"Absolutely!"
Lilia just sighed and nodded to Sam who began typing again. So much for being the vice principal.
Outside, a redheaded boy approached you, crouching down to his knees to peer at your face. You glanced to the side to look him in the eye. He had a red heart sticker above his left cheek.
"You're not allowed to bring pets to school,” he said.
"Yuu is my hench-human! Not my pet!" Grim replied.
The boy blinked, then furrowed his brows. "Hey, you're a direbeast!"
You sat up to face the boy, causing Grim to slide off of your back. "Why do you have a sticker on your face?"
“This?” He pointed at his face. “I don’t know why we need it, but our Housewarden is making us wear it.”
“Housewarden?”
“Yeah, the leader of Heartslabyul.”
“Heartslabyul?”
He tilted his head. “Is this your first day?”
You nodded.
“Makes sense.” He lifted his arms, hands behind his head. “Our school has seven houses. First graders get sorted on our first day— which was yesterday. But our dorm is the only one who uses stickers. Our Housewarden is so annoying…”
“Yuu! Yuu— get back in here!” Crowley called from the open window.
“Kay!” you call, —ignoring the boy who’d run off as soon as he saw the principal— picking Grim up, running to the window and then proceed to climb through it.
“Goodness— Yuu— I told you not to do that!” Crowley lifted you in by the back of your shirt.
“Yeah.”
He sputtered, aghast, and didn’t manage to make a full word.
“Well, I think it’s time to take her to class, don’t you agree?” Lilia said, plucking you off Crowley’s hand.
There was a loud whistle. You turned to the window to see a buff man in a red jacket shouting orders at the kids to form a line before heading to class.
Grim crossed his arms in annoyance. “School sucks.”
“Ah, but not this one. I promise you that~ Kheehee…”
You shared a look with Grim. This sounds very troublesome…
“Now, where is your backpack?”
“Oh.” You looked around. “In the car. I think.”
Lilia made Crowley fetch it before making Sam escort you to your first class.
—End of Chapter—
A/n: ehehe first time writing anything on tumblr (I think)
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You and Grim were led down the hall by Sam, whose apron smelled like clay. He hummed a nursery rhyme to himself while leading you to your classroom. He stopped in front of a door with stickers on it.
"This is your classroom, little imp." He knocks on the door. Lilia answers it in a second.
"Ah." He smiled at you. "Yuu! Come inside~"
"Best of luck!" Sam waved at you and left.
Lilia ushered you into the front of the classroom. Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to stare at you.
"Is that a girl?" a boy with dark navy blue hair and a black sticker shaped like a spade symbol near his right eye whispered loudly.
"Maybe he's like Epel—? Ow!" the boy you met in the playground replied, earning a slap to the back of his head by a smaller boy with shaggy, lavender colored hair.
"Yeh sayin' ah look like a girl?!" he shouted, revealing a missing tooth in his upper row. He had band-aids on his knees, shins and one on his face.
"Now, now," Lilia said, raising his hands. He turned to you. "Why don't you go ahead and introduce yourselves?"
You stepped forward, Grim on your shoulder.
“I’m a girl.”
"And I'm the Great Grim!"
The kids gasped at the two of you.
"A girl?"
"Is that a cat?"
"A GIRL?!"
"A raccoon?"
"COOTIES?!"
"A weasel?"
"Kids, kids! Calm yourselves!" Lilia chuckled, waving to get their attention. "Yes, this is Yuu Crowley, and she is a girl."
"AND I AIN'T NONE OF THOSE STUPID ANIMALS!"
"CROWLEY?!" yelled a green haired boy.
"Yes, Sebek. She's the headmaster's daughter."
"WHAT?!"
You looked at Grim who looked just as annoyed as you felt.
Pouting, you look up at Lilia as if asking him to get this over with already.
He seemed to take the hint and clapped his hand. "Well, let's get you sorted into a House, shall we?"
He led you to the other side of the classroom where there was a long table against the wall. There were seven fancy-looking models next to each other. Each one’s design different than the next.
"These are the Seven Houses," said Lilia. "We usually let the system choose which House is best suited for you, but seeing as it had trouble registering the both of you, you get to choose where you want to be put."
He went through all the names (which you didn't bother to memorize) and what each House would expect from its students, all the while your frown went deeper and deeper as he went on.
"So... which do you think would best suit you? Oh, and you both will have to agree on one House, since you're both registered as one student."
"Man, these choices suck," Grim muttered.
Something caught your eye. At the end of the table sat something small, crooked, and definitely unfinished— a wooden model not too far from the Heartslaves’ (or whatever it was called) House model.
You turned to Lilia. "And I can choose any model on the table to be my House?"
He smiled. "Yes."
You nodded towards the model on the far left. "That one."
His smile dropped. "That's a shed."
"Does it have students?"
"No—"
"Then I want it."
"Yeah!" Grim joined. "We don't want a Housewarden telling us what to do!"
"Oh, but that's not one of the Seven Houses. You see, that one is the shed behind the school. It's where we keep the brooms and—"
"You said we can pick whatever's on the table. That... was on the table," you said stubbornly.
The rest of the students watched in silence, seeming interested in the situation, except Sebek, who seemed ready to throw hands.
Lilia sighed through his nose, realizing that you will not change your mind. "I'll see what I can do about that."
You and Grim shared determined looks.
Lilia clapped his hands once more for everyone's attention. "Alright, young ones, time for free study! Yuu, Grim, why don't you mingle a bit with your new classmates?"
He drifted to his desk, organizing papers and going through his drawers.
You picked up a stack of books from the floor on the ABC mat and plopped it on an empty chair for Grim to be able to see over it when sitting down, then you took the seat next to him.
The redheaded boy walked up to you, holding his chair behind him and placed it beside yours, making himself comfortable between you and the boy with the spade sticker.
"Are you really Crowley's kid?" he asked.
You blinked. "Adopted."
"You're a girl?" the boy next to him asked, awestruck.
"Yep."
The smallest boy in class hovered towards you, staring at Grim.
"Processing species data... error. Error. Unknown organism detected."
Grim looked at you in confusion at the sight of the boy's robotic body.
"Would you mind if I collected a fur sample?"
Grim snapped. "YES I MIND!"
"He sheds a lot, though," you add. "You can just pick one up from the floor."
"YUU!"
"Fascinating! I've never seen a direbeast like you before!"
That seemed to boost his ego. He huffed in pride, "I already know that. I am one of a kind! You can't find another like the Great Grim!"
Sebek stormed towards you. "YOU BETTER NOT CAUSE ANY TROUBLE FOR MASTER LILIA!"
You just stared at him. The audacity.
"YOU MAY BE THE HEADMASTER'S DAUGHTER, BUT DISRESPECT SHALL NOT BE TOLERATED IN THIS CLASS!"
You scowled.
"Don't mind him," Epel said, crawling from under the table (since when was he under there?). "He barks more'n he bites."
Sebek immediately barked at him. The boys with stickers on their faces flinched.
Another boy walked up to the group. He was taller than the others, with tanned skin, light grey hair. On his head were wolf ears, and behind him, swished a fluffy wolf tail.
Your eyes lit up, asking if you could touch his tail.
He immediately refused.
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"She wants the what?"
"The shed."
"Why— out of all the magnificent, polished dorms— why the shed?"
"I suspect it speaks to her soul."
There was a long pause.
Crowley sighed. "I haven't the energy to argue with a stubborn six-year-old. If she wants the shed, then the shed she shall have!"
Lilia stared at the principal. "As a House?"
"I... am too tired for this."
"You don't do anything around here!" Crewel snapped in annoyance from behind Lilia.
Crowley just clutched the side of his desk in front of him, looking like a very confused pigeon.
Well, Lilia thought, he's not going to do anything about it. Might as well just let them have it.
"What shall we call it?"
Crowley pursed his lips in thought, then snapped his fingers dramatically and pointed at the ceiling. "Ramshackle!"
Lilia and Crewel shared a look.
Typical.
—End of Chapter—
A/n: Next chapter will be playground shenanigans… or I might make it based on the order of the dorms… Heartslabyul then Savanaclaw…
I’m so gonna write a chapter of the TWST characters as kids AU in Night Raven Elementary—
This will feature fem!Yuu btw
Summary (to remind myself since it’s 2 AM where I’m at and I rlly should sleep—):
Yuu was adopted by none other than the Principal of NRE himself, Dire Crowley, and is enrolled into the elementary school, where Crewel makes it very clear that his decision was not thought through, since Crowley had forgotten that it’s an all-boys elementary school.
Ah, but Crowley makes it dramatic as usual. Claiming that he could not just leave her alone in another school and would let her be the first girl to enroll, along with her direbeast, Grim, a kitten-like creature. They came as a pair. You can’t adopt one and leave the other.
Anyway, NRE only had three grades, from Grade 1 to 3.
3rd Graders (other age): Leona (10 y/o), Malleus (idk prolly 80 in human yrs)
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Staff:
Crowley: Principal
Crewel: Science + Math
Trein: Reading and Writing + Social Studies
Vargas: PE
Lilia: Music + Art
Sam: Substitute teacher (any subject)
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I’m prolly js gonna write abt random moments they would have— Like, Azul blocking the slide saying he “owns” it, Idia sneaking in his iPad to play Dumb Ways to Die or Temple Run—
While other students rushed to the playground or the Hall of Mirrors, you walked to the back of the school building and found the shed you claimed, Grim on your head.
"Tacky," said Grim.
"Very." You nodded.
"I'm hungry."
"Me too."
Grim dropped to the ground. "What did you bring?"
You frowned. "Nothing."
"Myah?! What do you mean nothing?!"
"I mean... Dad..." you said the word awkwardly, still not used to it, "didn't pack anything for us."
"You were counting on him to do so?!"
You shrugged. "Let's go ask around for food."
Grim followed after you towards the Hall of Mirrors.
"Hey, there's Ace and Deuce!" Grim pointed at the two boys who disappeared into one of the mirrors.
There were seven mirrors in total. Each one with a design that matched one of the Houses' models.
You hopped into the mirror without a second thought and was engulfed in light so bright, it kind of made your head throb for a second, causing you to shut your eyes tightly.
The light began to fade. Blinking to adjust your sight, the place came into focus.
"Whoa..." both you and Grim said simultaneously.
"Hey!" Deuce waving at you. "Hey, you two!"
You trotted towards him.
He stared at you awkwardly for a few moments before finally asking. "Why did you come here?"
Grim stood on his hind legs. "We're hungry." He paused, closing his eyes and sniffing the air twice. His eyes sparkled when he opened them, drool running down his chin. "What's that? Smells delicious!"
"Grim, wai—"
Too late. He rushed off.
You didn't hurry and just casually walked after him, waving for Deuce to follow you.
You arrived at a garden that looked like it was prepared for a tea party. White tablecloths were over the small tables with mountains of cakes and tarts.
"Whoa..." Your eyes sparkled at the sight. Wait a minute...
Taking a closer look, you realized the desserts were not, in fact, real. You sniffed them once you got closer.
Play dough...
Someone was screaming. Peering behind the ginormous cake in front of you, you spot a short boy with a face twisted in fury and as red as his hair. He had a rose sticker on his left cheek and few stickers of card symbols on his arms and legs. In front of him, you recognize Ace on the ground, arms and legs crossed as he faced away from the angry boy.
Next to Ace was Grim, who was munching happily on something.
Why are these two being yelled at...? HOW did they manage to cause that, we literally just walked into the magical mirror.
You walked to Grim and sat down on the grass next to him.
"What's are you eating?" you asked.
He pointed towards the cake of play dough. There were two bites taken from it. One fairly larger than the other.
"Is it good?"
He nodded enthusiastically.
Only then did you realize the red-headed boy had stopped screaming. You turn to him. He still looked mad but his face didn't look like a tomato anymore.
"Ace, who is this?" he asked, scowling.
Ace only turned his head farther away from him with a scoff.
Deuce rushed to stand next to you, looking anxious. "Housewarden! This is Grim and Yuu Crowley. Uh, Yuu... this is our Housewarden, Riddle Rosehearts."
"Crowley you say?" Riddle looked at you.
"Adopted," you said, deadpan.
"Well then." His scowl was replaced with a serious look. "Yuu Crowley, your cat has been running rampage in this garden AND has taken a bite out of this obviously decorative cake." He motioned towards the play dough.
"Our Vice Housewarden has put much time and effort into it to make our very first unbirthday party of the year special, but because of your untrained beast, his efforts were wasted."
A boy with green hair and glasses stepped forward. "I-It's really not that big of a deal, I can fix it easily, I just need a bit more play dough and it'll—"
"NO! I will not tolerate such—"
Nom.
Everyone faced you as you pulled back after taking a bite out of the fake cake. Hmmm not bad.
"WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU DOING?!"
You licked your lips. "Yum."
"NO! DO NOT DO THAT!" Riddle's face looked more concerned than angry.
Ace was rolling on the floor, wheezing with laughter. Deuce and the green haired boy looked horrified.
"I'M NOT CAT!" Grim stomped angrily while Ace shouted, "THAT'S WHAT I SAID! How come I wear the cone but she doesn't?!"
You noticed him motioning towards a dog cone around his neck. How did I not notice that until now?
"That's because he's not from our dor—" Riddle froze. "Wait— 'SHE'?!"
Another read-head —how many were there?— nodded. "I heard about you! You're not in any House, right?"
"We're in The Shed."
He ignored that. "So are you a girl?"
You nodded, then picked Grim up from under his arms. "And this is Grim."
"So cute! Say cheese!" He pulled out a pink kids camera from Sevens know where, and snapped a picture. A sheet slid out from the camera, you recognized it as an instant film. The boy held up the black squared sheet. "Now we wait!" he said cheerfully. "My name is Cater Diamond, by the way. But you can call me Cay-Cay!"
"And I'm Trey Clover." The Vice Housewarden stepped forward. "Is your stomach okay...?"
You shrugged. "I feel fine."
"I feel GREAT," Grim added.
Riddle looked baffled. He clenched his teeth. "You must NOT eat that..." He was muttering, looking terrified.
His reaction was a little over the top. You tilted your head. "It was one bite."
"I said that too!" said Ace, loudly.
"Just one—" His scowl deepened again. "That could easily kill you! What is wrong with you four?!"
"I didn't do anything!" Deuce jumped, panicked.
"—I brought cupcakes!" Trey said, hurriedly. Like he's trying to defuse a bomb. "Real ones."
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The four of you ended up being kicked out because someone —side-eyeing Grim— took a bite out of the strawberry cupcake which (to your horrible luck) was Riddle's favorite.
Ace and Deuce were kicked out for their own reason. They ended up wrestling for a cupcake and accidentally pulled on the table cloth that was under the fake cake and it all came toppling down.
The four of you stay in the playground and after you were completely fed up with Ace insisting you had cooties because his older brother told him they were real, you stormed off.
UGH! That silly, stupid boy. The least he could have done was not drag Deuce into that. He should really stop treating others like they can't feel... you thought, while you yourself were dragging Grim with you by his ribbon regardless of his complaints.
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"GAH!" Crowley almost tumbled out of his chair as your head popped out from behind the stack of papers on his desk. Sheets flew everywhere as he scrambled to collect them into a pile. "Yuu! Grim! What are you two doing here? How are your classes so far?"
"Terrible," said Grim. "The metal-made kid in our class won't stop scanning me."
"A boy kept trying to bite me to prove a point," you added, thinking about Sebek who kept trying to show off how strong his teeth are.
"Oh— Oh dear— I see! How..."
"We're hungry." You cut him off before he could say 'delightful.' Because it wasn't.
He looked confused. "What happened to your lunch?"
"You didn't pack anything for us."
"...Was I supposed to?"
There was a tapping sound behind you. You turned to see Professor Crewel standing in the doorway while tapping his foot, arms crossed, glaring at Crowley.
"Dire..." he said in a low voice. "Where is their lunch?"
Crowley gulped. "Well... you see..."
"He didn't get us any!" Grim shouted and you nodded.
"Ah— Ah! But the thing is—!"
"NOT—" Crewel held up a finger, silencing your dad. "—another word from you, sir."
The masked man shut his mouth and folded his hands in front of him, seeming to accept that he deserved this.
"Grim. Yuu. Come with me, I'll get you something from Sam's shop." Crewel waved for you to follow him, which you did.
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The rest of the day dragged on oh so very slowly. Epel knocked out another one of his teeth. Ace sat next to you only to then gasp, pretending to have forgotten that you're a girl, so he could dramatically scoot his chair away as if trying to avoid the plague. You managed to touch Jack's tail but only for 0.5 seconds. Sebek chomped on his pencils and everyone else's. Ortho was friendly and talked a lot to you and Grim, but you sensed that he was purposely using big words you couldn't understand, probably trying to make you feel stupid. And Deuce got nervous whenever he got too close to you, seeming unsure whether or not he should believe Ace.
By the time the school day ended, both your and Grim's stomachs were growling with hunger, the sandwiches Crewel got you from Sam's were long gone.
The two of you sat on the swings, watching the other student get picked off by their parents.
"Hm?" You spotted Riddle standing straight, hands folded in front of him. The stickers that were on him were gone. He looked much more collected than in the garden. But less lively.
Like a doll.
You kept watching as a woman who looked a lot like him stepped forward. She held out her hand and he took it, a small smile on his face.
As they headed off, you couldn't help but picture her expressions as she looked around at the school grounds and other students. It looked like she disapproved of everything within her sight.
"That's... his mom. Mrs Rosehearts..."
Both you and Grim turned to look at Trey, who seemed to be hiding behind the slide, out of the woman's sight.
"Why did she look like that?" Grim asked, sitting up.
"She wants Riddle to be homeschooled. But Mr Rosehearts wants him to get experience in... socializing.
"She's still reluctant and is looking for every little reason to withdraw him from this school though..."
"Huh," you and Grim said at the same time.
"Oh, there's my dad."
A man that looked a LOT like Trey stepped out from behind a tree where he was hidden.
You blinked. Are they both... hiding from Riddle's mom?
"I'll see you around." Trey waved and headed towards his dad.
In less than ten minutes, you, Grim, and some silver haired boy (who was facedown fast asleep on the chalk drawings on the ground) were the only ones left in the playground.
Lilia walked out of the building holding a large messenger bag. He tapped on his phone a bit before bending down to pick up the sleeping boy.
"Oof..." He groaned, hoisting him up. He headed towards the parking lot. Not seeing you nor Grim.
Grim sighed. "I'm hungryyyy..."
Your stomach growled in response.
"Then let's head straight home!"
Both you and Grim jumped off of the swings as Crowley popped up from behind your backs.
"Hey— don't DO that!" Grim screamed.
Crowley's stomach growled. "Oh my," he chuckled at himself. "How was your first day?"
"Terrible," you both answered, not changing your first answers.
Crowley hummed. "Well then! How about we go check the shed you chose for your... House."
"We already saw it—" Grim started.
"—He's gone," you interrupted, staring at the back of Crowley's head as he hummed a song while heading towards the back of the school building. The two of you hurried to follow him.
He had pushed the door to the shed open and took one step in. "My, it's a disaster."
Following him, Grim's paws made prints on the dust covered floorboards as if walking on snow. You stepped in deeper and examined the tiny room while Crowley gasped when opening a box, delighted by the items inside.
Light shone into your eyes and you turned to face a mirror, the reflection catching your attention. You stepped towards it, noticing that you weren't much taller than it.
"I want this for my room," you said, simply.
Crowley looked up from tucking random objects into his back. "What is it? Oh, the mirror? What do you need it for? What's wrong with the one in your room?"
"We don't have one," you replied.
"That, and chairs, drawers, a closet and—" Grim added.
"The room is empty except for a bed."
"Oh! Dear me. I don't see why we shouldn’t take it then!" He picked up the mirror and tucked it under his arm. "While we're at it, let's take this chair for you as well—"
The chair snapped, the wood moth-eaten. Crowley stared at it unmoving for a few long seconds.
"Well then!" he started again, unfreezing. He walked out.
Grim looked at you in annoyance. "You're telling me we have to rely on that? For how long?"
You shrugged. "He'll learn." But you didn't even sound a tiny bit sure.
—End of Chapter—
A/n: Not me taking my sweet time with this. I think I'll make two (or more) chapters for each book + make filler chapters for fun.
Why do I always post in times like these (it’s 3:30AM here)
Anyway— DON'T EAT PLAY DOUGH, KIDS!! I KNOW THEY SMELL NICE BUT DON'T.
Oh yeah, so like... idk whether to add magic in this AU or not 🤔 I think I should but I won't add it in their daily lives and stiff iykwim
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